Yearning For The Badboy Mafia’s Love

CHASE’S POV

Wow! That was really a lot of word she said right there. I watched her wall away in tears and all I could just do is just stare at her till she’s out of sight.

I couldn’t even say a word too her as I was taken off guard.

Those words are the least I expected to hear from her. She must have really been hurt.

Maybe it’s because I overreacted in the morning.. Even though I know Charlotte is manipulative but I saw her slap Charlotte. My eyes couldn’t have been playing tricks with me.

I sighed.. she’s hurting because I yelled at her and didn’t let her speak up?

Wow!

Hearing her say those words to me, hearing her tell me to stay away from her hits me differently.

She can’t be in love with me… There’s no way I can return the love to her, Not because she’s my slave but because I can’t protect her.

Love seems to be my weakest point Recently… I couldn’t save the one I love and I watched her die in my arms because of my mistake.

I can’t afford to love another , She’d end up dying because of me and I won’t be able to protect her again.This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

I sighed… Maybe I should give her time and also give her every reason to hate me.

She can’t be in love with.. I can’t fall in love with anyone.. Not when I’m into this hide and seek game of Mafia, not when I have someone out there watching my every move and I couldn’t even figure out who the person.

I know I have alot of enemies, having a lover will affect everything and they can always use her as my weak point.

That night… When I kissed her lips for the first time was because I couldn’t resist it. All I wanted was just to know what her lips tastes her and it take another time as I’m always running back to her..

I really need to get out of here and get a drink, I don’t care how late it is. I need to be away from here.

Like she said, she hates me now.

I think that’s the best decision she should make, she’d get more hurt if she fall deeply in love with me.

But how could I have not realize all these while that she loves me? Why didn’t I think about her feelings while I went ahead to kiss her over and over again.

Why didn’t I think about how she’ll feel when I asked her to be my date knowing fully well I can’t make her my girlfriend?

Why does she have to fall in love with me!?….

Gosh, she’s driving me fuckin crazy! She must have waited for a really long time before she was able to summon the courage to speak up.

Even if I’m to love her… I can’t date her… I’m not sure about how I can protect her, I couldn’t protect my first love and since then, I have lost confidence of my self.

I looked up at the stairs… I’m glad she’s trying to end everything on her own, I don’t care about how she feels.

She’s just my slave and I can’t have anything intimate to do with her. The truth is bitter, she should know that and take her time to heal.

She still have many days to spend with me and she’ll go back, maybe then.. she can find someone who will truly love her and protect her.

The truth is that… I don’t love her and I don’t care how she feels. But at the same time, I can’t stay away from her.

She doesn’t have the right to tell me what to do.. Maybe it’s time I stop being nice to her.

I don’t even understand why I was nice to her in the first place, and that might have given her the inspiration to believe I have a feeling for her.

Well… She got into this mess herself, she should figure out how to get out.

I grab my car key and walk outside the house… Tyrell approach me when he saw me and I have to stop for him to meet up with me.

“You’re going out?” He asked and I nodded.

“Just wanna take a couple shots” I told him, he look at me and nod.

“Be careful”

I didn’t respond to him, I just enter the car and drive out of the compound.

I parked the car at the club garage and got down, even though it’s night but it seems like the day had just begin here.

There are sluts and lot of men are rolling around , I put my hand inside my pocket and walk into the clubhouse.. ignoring every whores that tries to make advances on me.

I sat on the surface of the bar counter and waved at the bartender to get me a whiskey. He handed it to me and I upcap it and pour myself some in my glass.

Drinking it up, I poured myself another one before turning around to look at the strippers dancing… It’s been long I last got intimate and I feel the urge to do that tonight.

“Chase Gotti…” I heard a voice I’ll always recognize..

Oh not now!

“Trenton” I turned to him , he smiled and sat next to me. I face the counter again.

“I see you’ve gotten better over the years mmh?” He said.

“I see that too.. why are you here?” I asked him.. he smiled and pour himself a whiskey.

“What do you expect? I came to have fun.. I haven’t seen you drink in quite a long time. Are you okay”.

“Shut up.” I told him and pull out my phone, it’s almost midnight.

I need to drink a lot just so I don’t feel the truth that I just hurt someone’s feelings and didn’t want to give a damn about it.

If she’s hurting.. I shouldn’t get involved. She’s a slave after all and will go away after her time is due.

“Well….” He stop and add some ice in his drink before facing me.

“When I was coming here… I heard that Matt is making an approach to haunt you down” he smirked.

I looked away and drink from my glass. “You’re still the same lunatic I always know. I’ll leave first , don’t get drunk and go back earlier. I heard your girlfriend doesn’t like it when you’re drunk” I smiled at him.

I stopped up and made to walk away from him when he stops me. He got down from the chair and approach me then stand in front of my and help my shoulder.

“Protect the little prey in your house. She’ll get hurt if you don’t” he said and with a huge smirk, he walk away.